MonicaPiece3

I hate spiders. It’s no secret. Almost daily I battle their ridiculously intricate webs.
 * Bane of Existence**

I cringe every time I see a web flittering in the afternoon breeze, swinging between the house and the garden statuary.

We only get so much time on this earth, so why does such a loathsome creature have to muck it up?

Every time I spy a web full of hapless insects, I wish I were a ground-dwelling worm instead of a bee.

Monica, you got me at the end, I love the twist of surprise in the viewpoint. Love it! one typo, you've seen it already no doubt, "flittering **inthe** afternoon breeze," Meg